(I fear I wish to commit acts of violence I love them sm but ur viridescent daydream and uhh yeah:33)

"Whispers of Faeries tell of a Moonflower Queen who only blossoms by the Moonflower Shrine, deep within the woods. One glance at the Queen bathed in bright moonlight will bewitch anyone, body and soul. However, a step too close, and you'll find yourself lulled into a sweet dream by an alluring scent of lilies. Faeries say the Moonflower Queen can make even the most impossible dream come true, but White Lily Cookie's eyes are always tinged with melancholy, having to wake Cookies from their sweet slumber."

The moon was bright, shining down on the enamoring Moonflower Queen. A soft breeze moving her long iridescent white hair with it, the shine of the moon blanketing the forest in a light blue color. The deep forest was mostly quiet except for the occasional rustle of leaves and the soft howling of the wind. This was routine for her, her at her shrine, the occasional Cookie stepping too close and falling into a sweet slumber from the overwhelming scent of lilies. However, one Cookie. One Cookie who was very determined would, without fail, visit her. At first, she thought that he, too, would fall to the alluring scent of lilies like everyone else. But he hadn’t. Tonight was no different, and Pure Vanilla Cookie kneeled in front of where she sat in her shrine, that same affectionate, loving gleam in his eyes that she had seen every one of their midnight affairs. The forest had a peaceful quiet to it, like this moment was meant for them, and only them.